because other kids did and I thought it was normal. I had a little frog called 'Fred' who I decided should be my favourite so I slept with him in my bed for a bit. But in reality my heart wasn't in it and I was only pretending to care about it.

i.e. when I'm home alone. he's call spike, he reeks. Last night I was feeling like I needed ot kind of clasp onto something/ dry hump in the night, so spike got flung out of bed and I turned my massive new 'feels like down but isn't' pillow into my fake massive teddy.